One year after releasing the cult sensation, Everything’s Fine, Quelle Chris is back with a new solo album featuring Jean Grae, Bilal Salaam, Mach Hommy, Denmark Vessey and many more. Known for his off the wall style that has inspired artists like Earl Sweatshirt & Danny Brown, Quelle is a true innovator and artist. The New York via Detroit artist has become recognized for his unique voice, having earned top marks from The New York Times, Pitchfork, NPR, Complex, Bandcamp and many, many more. The newest album, Guns, from the eccentric and talented artist will be released on 3-29-19 via Mello Music Group. Aided by excellent guest turns from the likes of Jean Grae, Denmark Vessey, Cavalier, Mach-Hommy, Bilal Salaam, and more, Quelle Chris has delivered perhaps the most pointed, most personal, and all-together perfectly crafted album of his career.
Every time a shooting makes the news talking heads pop up in small boxes and make loud arguments about how we shouldn’t rush to politicize what just happened. After all, the heads argue, guns don’t kill people. People kill people. But how true is that? Are the tools we use simply tools, innocuous until we give them meaning? Or are the things we surround ourselves with –– the things in our arsenal –– begging to be weaponized, for good or for evil? Guns is a careful study of all these questions, an urgent record for urgent times.
Today, Quelle Chris releases the first visual, “Obamacare,” from Guns. The animated video is directed by Quelle himself and in typical Quelle fashion, includes hidden imagery in plain sight that requires multiple views.
“I like to think of my music as free healthcare for all. Like most of my visuals I try to find the place where proper pairing and a good excuse to try my hand at something I always loved as a kid meet” Quelle commented. “The video for “Obamacare” is an homage to many of my favorite PBS, Sesame Street shorts with a touch of Terry Gilliam (and I mean a drip. Trust me I know my place. lol). It’s one of my favorite songs on the album, so I figured doing collage work in the style of my favorite era of animation was fitting. About 95% of the video was taken from the pages of archived magazines. The next video will likely be animatronics if this trend continues.”
Quelle Chris’ Guns will be released on 3-29-19 via Mello Music Group.
You can now pre-order, add and favorite Guns at your preferred DSP: http://smarturl.it/GunsGunsGuns
LYRICS
[Chorus] I’m trying to burn this bitch down, I ain’t trying to break inFuck your opinion ’bout us, to me don’t mean nothing
I brought the wave, brought the rain, brought the lake in
Eyes on the cake and yours is for the taking, wait man
Puffin Micheal Jordan, catch a lot of air
Shutting down your city, then we outta there
Everyone can get it like Obamacare
Keep it buddy, they don’t want no problems here [Verse 1] Bucket over earlobes, headache under headdress
Grinding like I’m soon dying, ’til I’m laid up, bed rest
It’s Quelle Chris, all day shit, I don’t need no playlist
Handsome, black, and headstrong, you nervous ’til your nails gone
Step out, daddy long legs, Cab Calloway stride
Make a rapper freeze up like I was Zack in Bayside
I be knuckle down, ape, and ’bout my business, back straight
I was never weirdo, they just had to acclimate
Please, they grip the draws like Coppertone dogs
But ain’t got shit to say like back when Poppa Doc lost
More reach than Doctor Ock’s arms
Crazy, trying to play me, you better call Saul
Train of thought on track, RR my R&R
Floating through the fog, off more drugs than a DeBarge
Don’t think it wasn’t when it was, he’s no mirage
This what’s happening, it’s Rerun, Dwayne and Raj [Chorus] I’m trying to burn this bitch down, I ain’t trying to break in
Fuck your opinion ’bout us, to me don’t mean nothing
I brought the wave, brought the rain, brought the lake in
Eyes on the cake and yours is for the taking, wait man
Puffin Micheal Jordan, catch a lot of air
Shutting down your city, then we outta there
Everyone can get it like Obamacare
Keep it buddy, they don’t want no problems here [Verse 2] I’m feeling like a million stacks, how the fuck you do?
Seeing how you living, bet you probably feel a buck or two
Ho shit insured, suckered proof, no deductible
Good neighbors with state pharmaceuticals by the bucketloads
That’s Big Green like Ferrigno, if you down like feather pillows
We got wax without the earlobe, if you matching, hold the euro
No tobacco, just the pure smoke, powdered keif looking like churros
If you choke up you get higher, word to Bridget and Dinero
In a far south beach house, ashy ass, knees out
Barring up, beats bounce, eating steak and eggs ’til my feet gout
Hippy type freak outs with woke whites who beast hype
Dropping n-words for my nigga friends only black folks can recite
That’s free life, thought he wasn’t when he was it
Been it from the beginning, just getting better every minute
Smoking gun, catching the killer and creator
Gave ’em two for one, don’t thank me later [Chorus] I’m trying to burn this bitch down, I ain’t trying to break in
Fuck your opinion ’bout us, to me don’t mean nothing
I brought the wave, brought the rain, brought the lake in
Eyes on the cake and yours is for the taking, wait man
Puffin Micheal Jordan, catch a lot of air
Shutting down your city, then we outta there
Everyone can get it like Obamacare
Keep it buddy, they don’t want no problems here [Outro] Dumping Dutchie guts out the window
Keep it buddy, strictly for the kinfolk
Lighting up the outdoor in the indoor
This ain’t for you, this is for the kinfolk
Dumping Dutchie guts out the window
Keep it buddy, strictly for the kinfolk
Lighting up the outdoor in the indoor
This ain’t for you, this is for the kinfolk
